Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme

(1839 - 1907 / France)

Cradles - Poem by Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme

Along the quay, the great ships,
that ride the swell in silence,
take no notice of the cradles.
that the hands of the women rock.

But the day of farewells will come,
when the women must weep,
and curious men are tempted
towards the horizons that lure them!

And that day the great ships,
sailing away from the diminishing port,
feel their bulk held back
by the spirits of the distant cradles.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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